"How much does it cost to set up your own foundation?" Derila had never had any
concept of money, and her biggest headache was counting, so she only askd the
simplest and most brutal questions.
"This…" Anthony handed Derila the computer directly to look at.
Derila counted, one digit, two digits, three digits, nine digits, ten digits…
She was dizzy from counting.
"No more counting, my eyes are blurry." Derila looked annoyed, "How much money
are we still missing?"
"More than enough is missing." Lincoln said, "Actually, with our current financial
strength, we don't have enough money to set up our own foundation, and I'm looking for
a new foundation to see if there's anything more suitable and reliable."
"Yes, there's no need to get so stressed out. It's better to cast your lot with another
one." Layla said, "And there's no rush on this, the money we've returned will last us for
a while."
"How long is a while?" Derila asked hastily.
"This…" Layla asked Anthony again.
"Twenty-five days." Anthony showed them the bill.
"Take those jewels of mine and sell them. These are said to be worth a hundred
million." Derila said unconcernedly, "Once I've operated on Lacy, I'll treat William's
leg, and he'll make a profit on his side."
"Didn't you say that William's leg was troublesome?" Lalya said with a frown, "And his
well-being is at stake as the royal family fights for power, so you should stay out of it."
"Exactly." Lincoln strongly agreed with Layla's words, "Everything will become
complicated, push it if you can, we are not short of this money."
When Derila heard so and so, it suddenly occurred to her why Master had shunned
William.
Master once also taught Derila not to save politically important people and not to
get involved.
Derila still couldn't understand, saying that they were all human beings, so why
those people couldn't be saved.
At the time, Master didn't explain too much, just said to just do as she was told.
She didn't care too much either. But now she thought about it that Master had good
intentions.
"Think about how you had an accident on the yacht in M Nation before." Anthony
reminded seriously, "That gang just wanted to kill you so that you couldn't treat William,
and if William couldn't be cured, he wouldn't be able to compete with them for the
throne."
"You're smart for once." Layla tugged on Anthony's ear.
"Hee hee." Anthony giggled.
Derila thought for a moment before finally speaking, "I know all this, but William is a
friend of mine, and I saw him just now. Those people not only don't want to take him out
of the competition, they want him dead, and to see a friend die is against my principles
as a human being and against the mission of a doctor!"
Hearing these words, Lincoln and layla looked at each other and said nothing more.
They too had been spirited, young and frivolous, impetuous, risking their lives for the
sake of moral righteousness and sentiment, and had paid a terrible price.
But even so, they had no regrets.
The reason was, that was the hot blooded youth, the hot life ah.
After all, Derila was only 21 years old, she needed to experience such a life on her
own, to feel the grudges, anger and sorrow on her own.
They could help her pave the way, help her round the bends, but they couldn't pull her
straight to the end, then life would be chatting meaningless.
"Okay." Anthony saw that both Layla and Lincoln were silent, so he didn't dare to object
anymore, "Do whatever you want anyway, if something goes wrong, we'll carry it with
you."
"You kid, your IQ is online today." Layla praised him on a rare occasion.
"Stealing my lines." Lincoln rubbed Anthony's head like a puppy, with a loving look in his
eyes.
"Thank you."
Derila's heart was warm, with this family to protect her, she was not afraid of
anything.
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